When you’re alone,
life is not
without sound.
It’s just that,
you notice
the absence
where once
there was
a voice.
I Love you.
ART: LJ Austin "A Time" 2022

‘When I’m alone’--the words tripped off his tongue
As though to be alone were nothing strange.
‘When I was young,’ he said; ‘when I was young. . . .’
I thought of old age, and loneliness, and change.
I thought how strange we grow when we’re alone,
And how unlike the selves that meet, and talk,
And blow the candles out, and say good-night.
Alone . . . The word is life endured and known.
It is the stillness where our spirits walk
And all but inmost faith is overthrown.
Siegfried Sassoon “When I’m Alone” 1918
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